Some will miss noticing it altogether, and of those who don’t, some will forget, some will take it for granted, and some will not. I belong to the latter: a blessing rarely escapes my eye. It penetrates my mind, travels around my being, touches my soul and finally reaches my heart, where it lodges itselfContinue reading “a teacher’s blessing.”
Category Archives: Prose
a prayer.
The sight of him takes her by genuine surprise, for she had not expected to see him. She watches him making his way to his desk; his walk is calm and peaceful. His hair is not as well-kept as usual, suggesting he had just been outside where the wind was blowing with unusual intensity forContinue reading “a prayer.”
imaginary conversation.
They stood fairly close to one another: if they but slightly extended their arms, their hands would most surely touch. However they did no such thing, and only stood calmly with this short comfortable distance between them. “Thank you for playing on Sunday,” he went first, “I see you got some nice feedback!” “Yeah, everyoneContinue reading “imaginary conversation.”
honest conversation.
She wanted, and was considering how, to express herself. She had bluntly blurted out that there was something she wished to speak to him about, and now that he sat quietly, expectantly, she knew not what to say first. All the words she had rehearsed in her mind for weeks no longer sounded appropriate orContinue reading “honest conversation.”
in its own way.
It was not that she cared about appearances, nor even that she cared about him finding her attractive. But if she could look beautiful and pleasant, why should she not? And as she saw her reflection in the mirror before walking out the door that afternoon, she thought she looked rather nice. Not just that,Continue reading “in its own way.”
a part of each other’s lives.
“I am so happy!!” She exclaimed to herself out loud in the dark and quiet room, as she wriggled under her bed sheets to get warm. Indeed, she felt great happiness although nothing particularly great had happened. She was happy that they had seen each other – that alone was an abundant source of happiness.Continue reading “a part of each other’s lives.”
the present.
The bell rings, and the room fills with the sound of chairs scraping the floor as the class of students eagerly gets up to escape to recess – except for one student, who packs her bag, pushes back her chair, stands up, and readjusts her skirt with uncommon slowness, and who seems to hesitate aboutContinue reading “the present.”
the shackles of social rules.
She watched him walk away. The further he went, the stronger the feeling of regret she felt. But something about this time was different. Although she had said very little – as had been the case almost always – she realised now it was not because she was shy. She had words to say; sheContinue reading “the shackles of social rules.”
the reminder.
“I am in a happy marriage, you know.” I wonder why you say this. It is as if you are reminding me of something I already knew, or even warning me that there is a boundary there I cannot, should not cross. Did you think – did you think for a moment I would everContinue reading “the reminder.”
not even you.
When I return to the room, my eyes look for you before anyone else – they like to see you, my eyes, and know where you are. I find you standing near a table, speaking with two or three other people. I feel too shy and awkward to join you and interrupt your conversation, soContinue reading “not even you.”
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